When did you know you were lost? he asked.
He tended to words like delicate glass
Careful not to scatter stones
Or shatter deep into marrow-bones
His eyes read my knotted thoughts
My begging had tallied naught
Ousted by wearied, sunken men
a tide of sorrow threatened
My tears drizzled into the sea
a requiem of solemn adversity
I should have starved, by my reckoning
a gaudy feeble end, long beckoning
His baritone almost demure
drowned by the wave-afflicted shore
‘I will teach you to fly
My dear, you shall claim the sky’
His words nestled under my wings
I’ve been a bird that doesn’t sing
Alone, adrift, how could that be?
With but one humble plea: family
‘A clan of thousands wait nearby
They’re clamorous, squawky and impolite,
but my brood will take you in
You need never be alone, or hungry again’
He readied his form for the roar
As a gust rose him from the shore
‘Follow, I will lead.
I will teach you to be free’
Hello Birdies!
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Hi Cielo. Happy Blogging and Hi from the Birdies! 🙂
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Love it 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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And now your bird can sing 🙂
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Let’s hope the bird doesn’t eat the Beatles. 🙂
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Love this line especially: They’re clamorous, squawky and impolite, Nicely done!
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Thank you Meg. 🙂
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Beautiful! Lovely concept x
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Thank you. 😀
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Ah, “the wave-afflicted shore”…I can hear the roar of the waves and the cries of the birds.
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Thanks Jennifer.
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“He tended to words like delicate glass…” is my favorite line. I like this one!
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Thank you for your kind words.
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Lovely poem and pictures. Back in the seventies there was a film – Johnathon Livingstone Seagull – I’m sure you know it. I found the dvd some years back. I really love this film and the music. 🙂
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Thanks Maria. I haven’t seen the film, but I remember reading the book when I was quite young. 🙂
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Beautiful imagery and words.
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Thank you so much!
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“knotted thoughts” is such a vivid image and lends itself to the nautical/shoreline theme. That was my favorite of a poem filled with wonderful imagery. Nice work!
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Thank you.
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Beautiful lines…and lovely pics…loved it 😀
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Thanks 🙂
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This is beautiful. I’m always impressed by rhymes that work and these are wonderful! I love the subtle link to the beach/sea prompt.
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Thanks for a lovely comment.
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I think this line – “a gaudy feeble end, long beckoning” – really expresses the bird’s pitiful situation well.
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Thank you Blake.
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Gorgeous work! There are so many lines in this that are like little gems – like “He tended to words like delicate glass” and “I’ve been a bird that doesn’t sing” – a wonderful take on the prompts! 🙂
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Thanks so much Suzanne. 🙂
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This is gorgeous! I especially like the first stanza – words like delicate glass is a great image.
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Thanks Janna. 🙂
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I absolutely loved this – I read the other day and liked it but read it again today and want to give extra stars. It’s beautiful. I think there are times when we have all been the “bird that doesn’t sing”. I also liked that his words didn’t shatter the marrow – linking back to sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me rhyme as a kid. I know all too well words can hurt, so it is good when someone takes care…
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Wow, that’s exactly what I meant. I was going to put an addendum at the bottom about how it relates to humans. How we are starving for affection. About connection, and taking care. Thanks for such a great comment.
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your post made me remember a song I loved from 20 years ago – Bird with a broken wing by Don Francisco https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F6k1QNfbn0o
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Thanks, I haven’t heard that before. 🙂
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Lovely poem and I love the gull photos.. Thanks for linking up, have a happy day.
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Thanks Eileen
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Loved the poem and the collage.
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Thank you so much Margaret 🙂
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“Follow, I will lead.I will teach you to be free”… Love the prose with the photo collage. Did you write this? It is wonderful….I am watching all the birds in the yard..the parents bringing their babies and teaching them how to use the feeders. You can’t help but smile and wonder how magical it is to be able to fly… Michelle
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Thanks Michelle. Yes they’re my words and pics. Your yard sounds lovely, watching the birds teach their babies. It would be magical to fly. I’d love to try it! 🙂
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Wonderful images…and your words are super.
Thanks for linking in this week!!
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Thanks Anni! 🙂
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Beautiful post.
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Thanks Neil. 🙂
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Reblogged this on Looking4GodToday and commented:
This is just beautiful
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